Chapter 1183

"I don't know the greatness of heaven and earth if I dare to peek at the breakthrough of the holy emperor."

The figure's face sank and turned to leave.

"The way of the holy emperor is really powerful. It is by no means comparable to the great emperor. The power of 20% of the way is enough to surpass the great emperor."

In the palm print center, the air flow dissipated, and Sun Yi's figure in white was standing quietly. The power of the palm print didn't even tear his clothes, but ripples appeared.

He didn't get angry about this man's action. He didn't like others to watch the breakthrough of those powerful people. If it was him, he would blow it away.

"There's nothing wrong with you." The man showed shock.

Twenty percent of the Taoist power, even the great emperor, will be hurt. He is still calm and has no scars at all.

"Your strength is not enough to hurt me. If your Tao reaches 40%, let alone."

Sun Yi stretched out his hand and patted his clothes gently. The dead had just broken through the holy emperor. The power of Tao was suspended at 20%. It was powerful to deal with some great emperors, but it was still too weak for Sun Yi. Even if the power of life and death was only in the process of transformation, it was enough to compare the power of 20% Tao.

"I'm afraid your realm is very close to the emperor."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Sun Yi.

"Come on, let me see your holy emperor power that has just broken through."

Sun Yi looked calm. A 20% holy emperor honed his strength. He was not very strong, but not too weak. After all, with his current strength, no great emperor can hold him down, nor can a great emperor as powerful as Sigui wangba.

As a holy emperor, he is provoked by a holy emperor and will not shrink back.

Roaring, countless palm prints fell, forming a seal array in the void, and even the sky was squeezed into a palm shape.

"Destroy the soul!"

When his soul roared, he faced the countless fingerprints. Sun Yi gently pointed out a dark finger towards the sky, dead all over the world, as if there was only one finger in heaven and earth for a moment.

With a touch, the man's whole body trembled, and those palm prints seemed to be dead in an instant, calm in the void.

"What a strange, dead finger."

He looked up and saw the transparent light flashing in the palm of his hand. Thousands of transparent silk threads immediately filled the air and formed a huge net to cover Sun Yi. These silk threads are composed of the purest soul power. Once they are covered, they will seriously damage the soul.

But Sun Yat Sen didn't care. She stepped out one step and leaned out her right hand. The towering flame burned away, and the great net broke through.

"The war of the dead!"

Like the howling of ghosts and the dancing of thousands of undead, the power of the soul blooms at this moment, and a storm blows in the void, roaring away on behalf of the hurricane of the undead.

"Life and death."

Sun Yi didn't panic and calmly played the seal of life and death.

Under the crisscross of life and death, the hurricane of the dead was obliterated, and the momentum of terror returned to peace in an instant, as if nothing had happened.

The main purpose of this battle with the holy emperor level undead is to understand the Tao of life and death, baptize in the battle and grow up in the crisis.

The man suddenly opened his mouth and formed a suction vortex. The terrible soul screamed into a tsunami wave, which raged at a speed visible to the naked eye. Layers of sound waves radiated out, making Sun Yi's eardrums tremble and seeping blood.

"Boom!" Sun Yi then blew out a fist, whistling, and the fist wind shook the whole space. With a gentle flick of his palm, the golden silk thread tore everything, and even the void was full of holes.

"It's invalid." This man also felt his scalp numb. His holy emperor's power had no achievements, but was broken by him.

"Come again." Sun Yi shouted, his eyes showing excitement.

Sure enough, fighting the real strong made the bottleneck of his shackles loose.

"Soul chopping knife!"

The man snorted coldly, and his palm turned into a soul knife. Each knife cut out, not the flesh, but the soul.

Bang bang! Sun Yi's body was repeatedly swept by the soul chopping knife, without any injury, but his martial spirit was severely shocked. He didn't let Jin Shu help him offset his strength, but took it on his own.

The sky was spinning and the corners of his mouth exuded golden and red blood, but he smiled.

"Dying, still laughing!" The man roared and dived down. The power of the soul chopping knife became more and more sharp. With each knife, all souls would be broken. He joined the power of the avenue of the dead and was even more invincible.

"Shengyin holding soul knife!"

Sun Yi shouted loudly, stretched out his palm, and held the soul knife between the thunder. The power of life flowed gently, and broke the soul knife. The other hand blew out a dead seal and wound it around the person.

The man shrouded in the death seal only felt that his soul seemed to have been poisoned by the most poisonous medicine, and his soul would decay, die and disintegrate in an instant.

He was immediately surprised.

Sun Yi strides away, entangled with the seal of life and death, and blasts at the man again and again.

In this continuous bombardment, the man only felt his scalp numb and had the heart of running away.

It is not that he is not strong, but that Sun Yi is too strong at this time. The majestic vitality makes it difficult for his soul avenue to really erase Sun Yi. Although he is a holy emperor, he has not even consolidated this realm.

It's OK to deal with the great emperor, but it seems to catch Jin and see his elbow to deal with Sun Yi, a martial artist who can't be treated as usual.

The terrible fight was still going on. Sun Yi waved his fist and fought against the man. The whole world was shaking. The holy emperor was about to cry. This man was Xiaoqiang. He seemed to have become a tool for him to sharpen his way.

Under this humiliation, his face was fierce and showed a cruel color. The dignity of the holy emperor must not be so lightly humiliated.

"Boy, you humiliate me like this, I will make you look good!"

The man was so angry that his body burned a faint soul fire and condensed into a big knife like a crack, which made countless space debris roll back. His body was also illusory for a moment. The whole person moved to Sun Yi, and the crack was cut off by him.

The knife finally made him feel threatened.

"Life and death!"

Sun Yat Sen stepped forward and waved his hand. Life and death blew out like a song of years.

"Boom!" First of all, the soul knife burned and hit Sun Yi's body hard, causing the sea to vibrate. The martial soul seemed to burn and experience the transformation of life and death. However, Sun Yi's vigorous soul power turned around and forcibly suppressed the burning martial soul.

Then life and death completely smashed the afterwave.

"It's over. I can't kill him in this way. My life is over." The man showed despair. He just broke through the holy emperor. Is he going to die here?

"You go." Although Sun Yi's face turned pale, the knife just now made him suffer a great shock, but the process was very wonderful. This knife made him feel a little enlightenment.

The man obviously didn't react. Is fighting with him just to sharpen himself?

"Your sword is good. If you reach 40% of the power, it can seriously hurt me. I won't kill you."

Sun Yi smiled and said that he had some enlightenment.

Control of life and death. I now control the life and death of the holy emperor. I want him to live, but I want him to die. This is the feeling of controlling life and death.

With that, Sun Yi turned and disappeared in front of the man.

"It's a strange man. He is so powerful that my holy emperor can't defeat him."

The holy emperor murmured and watched Sun Yi disappear.